Wyoming’s Reproacher‘s cold and unforgiving sonic nature mirrors the emptiness of the desolate plains that stretch across their home state. With raw, dissonant sonic assaults, and lyrics that deal with the futility of existence, the Cheyenne quartet create an atmosphere of complete aural devastation. Since their 2011 self-titled release, the band have been gradually becoming darker, more unhinged and have been delving deeper into abstraction. With Nature’s Bastard, their third full-length offering, Reproacher have completed their transformation. The darkened metallic hardcore stylings of their previous releases have almost all been eradicated from the scene in favor of something more dismal, complex and sinister sounding. This is the Reproacher that Reproacher always wanted and needed to be.